The waves of Zhan Ling spread in all directions, and Meng Hao's hair went automatically without wind, and his cultivation base roared to the sky.
This Spirit Slayer did not belong to him, but he temporarily possessed, and even the artistic conception did not belong to him, but belonged to the blood fairy of the year.
After his cultivation was ascending and he borrowed Zhan Ling, outside of Meng Hao's body, his square inch world suddenly appeared, and even in his mind, at this moment, he vaguely felt the artistic conception of the blood fairy.
But it can't be used, it's just vague, it seems... This artistic conception is not related to blood, it is strange, as if it contains waiting, contains a pursuit for beauty, like a blooming blood flower...
At the moment when Meng Hao Xiu was borrowed to slash the spirit, the rejection of him between the world and the earth was immediately weakened by more than half, and even the vortex of the sky disappeared without a shadow at this moment.
The ancestor Huyan looked unbelievable, and he did not expect that at this level, Meng Hao could shock him.
"How could this be? How could he be so terrifying? He... Could it be that he was asking Dao reincarnation, or... He is a mortal soul!" At the moment when the ancestor Huyan was shocked, Meng Hao raised his head and he felt He couldn't support this force for too long because it was difficult to measure in his body. It only took twenty breaths to calculate.
At this moment, he did not hesitate at all. When the blood all over his body was shining, Meng Hao suddenly raised his right hand and pinched forward.
"Remnant clouds and blood rain, the sea is overwhelming!"
The blood fairy inheritance, the last three styles, with the body of the blood fairy, the cultivation of slashing the spirit, at this moment, directly unfold!
The sky is red!
Zihai, in this red awn, precipitated into black.
From a distance, the black sea and the red sky, between the black and red, seem to have bloomed purple again, forming a scene that is difficult to outline by a superb painter.
There are clouds in the sky, and this cloud remains.
There is rain in the sky, this rain is blood!
The sea is roaring, the big waves are rolling up, and it seems to be surging, this sea... is a sea of blood, it merges with purple and becomes black blood!
Remnant clouds, blood rain, and the black sea, these three things, at this moment, formed the blood fairy's supernatural power, this supernatural power is majestic and earth-shaking.
The remnant cloud rises, the ancestor of Huyan Yuanying Lingxian, and suddenly there is fog around, the fog is thick and cloud, and the cloud is... Instantly disabled!
With a bang, the cloud directly shattered and collapsed, and even the soul of the ancestor Huyan, there was a stern roar at this moment. He was shocked to find that he could not dodge or resist, this whole world, At this moment, the rules were changed.
The law no longer belongs to him, but to Meng Hao, or... it belongs to the figure of the woman sitting on the bone chair behind Meng Hao.
Remnants of the clouds continue, because the wind is rolling, the remnants of the wind, the roaring and shaking the sky, the soul of the ancestor of Huyan, in just a few breaths, it roared more than ten times in a row, retreated hundreds of feet in a row, continuously The collapse, the constant roar, made the ancestor of Huyan almost shattered.
He was shocked, with an unbelievable, and a strong life-and-death crisis, coming for the first time.
At the same time, among the remnant clouds, the rain of blood that descended from the sky, at this moment, with an astonishing force, like another rejection of the whole world, turned into raindrops, from all directions, went straight to the ancestor Huyan. go.
The screams came out, and the ancestor Huyan became more and more shocked, his heart jumped, and his body collapsed with a bang. After recondensing, he was whizzed by the purple rain from all directions again. This whole world, at this moment, the whole world, at this moment, seems to have become The world of blood rain.
In this world, all lives must be buried in a rain of blood!
But this... is not really murderous, murderous... in the Black Sea!
The sea is overwhelming, the sky is overwhelming, and the black water, originally purple, has melted the blood and turned into black!
This black sea rises directly to the sky, and for a while, it is impossible to distinguish between up and down, which is the sky and which is the sea, as if it was completely overturned and completely reversed.
The roar echoed, remnant clouds, blood rain, and the Black Sea formed... Blood Kill! !
The strong emergence of a life-and-death crisis made Old Ancestor Huyan had a strong hunch at this moment that if he didn't take any measures, then he... will undoubtedly die! !
Before this, if someone told him that he would die in the hands of Meng Hao, it would be a great story to slip the world, but now... when he really appeared in front of the ancestor Huyan, he had no time to shock, too late to be shocked, but his heart was shaken. In the middle, raised his head fiercely, towards the sky, there was a roar.
"Three old friends, help me kill this person, regardless of success or failure, the old man is willing to give away the treasure!"
At the same time he spoke, the three spiritual consciousnesses in the sky immediately showed fierce brilliance to each other.
"It's no longer necessary to watch this battle. His clone is destined to fall. This Meng Hao can melt Zihai, so he won't provoke him easily." Yuntian said, most of the red-robed boy with deep meaning.
"Friend Yunlian, don’t worry, since you have paid your sincerity, I will not break your promise. However, even if you leave, if you can get the treasures of the ancestors of Huyan, you will let Meng Hao owe favors and make a good destiny. , Is the best!"
"Yes, this ancestor Huyan provokes a powerful enemy himself, and he can't blame others. The Heavenly Court Alliance lacks some Heavenly Clan Tribes, but there is one more Yuntian Tribe, and it is still Heavenly Court."
After the three people's consciousness exchanged for an instant, they all showed a chuckle, and the three people's consciousness instantly condensed from the invisible, and in the blink of an eye, they suddenly turned into three figures.
A white-haired old man, a beautifully-bearded middle-aged man, and a red-robed boy.
The three of them looked at each other and smiled. This is their clone. This clone is the clone that most of Zhanling possesses. A clone like the old ancestor Huyan is rarely seen in Zhanling.
In the next instant, the three figures appeared in front of the ancestor Huyan Yuanshen, and went straight to Meng Hao without stopping.
Each of these three clones possesses about 30% of the cultivation base of their own deity. Although 30%, it is enough to kill all Nascent Infants. After appearing at this moment, they turn into three fierce lights and rush towards Meng Hao’s blood fairy. The three supernatural powers left.
Meng Hao's eyes flashed, and the appearance of these three people was not unexpected. He waved his hands, the remnant clouds roared, the blood rain was sharp, and the purple sea was overwhelming. With the instant touch, the three were cloned and shocked.
"Sure enough, this person is not bad, and I have personally experienced it, and he is even stronger than before!"
"The clone I am waiting for, if I meet this person alone, I am afraid that if he expands with all his strength, a few encounters will be wiped out!"
The three of them looked at each other, each pinched their magical powers, and immediately spread their magical powers, and confronted Meng Hao's blood fairy magical powers again. It was just a few breaths, and the sound of booming echoed instantly, and the three people's clones immediately collapsed. It exploded, and under Meng Hao's blood fairy magical powers, it immediately perished.
Before the three of them perished, they all showed a meaningful look at Meng Hao, and then they dissipated.
The ancestor Huyan was taken aback for a moment, his whole body trembled, and he uttered a roar to the sky. How could he not understand the plans of the three old treacherous people at this moment.
Even if the avatars of these three people are not as good as their own, they may be destroyed quickly by themselves, but how can they last for some time together, it is absolutely impossible for them to disappear in an instant.
The only explanation is that the three of them are unwilling to make a move. All this is just a reason to ask for the treasure.
The ancestor Huyan looked crazy.
"Even if you die, you can't die in his hands!" Old Ancestor Huyan yelled bitterly.
"The totem is back to one..." He roared, and suddenly there were five and a half totems in his soul soul, which flew out in an instant, and that half of the totem could be seen as a condensed form of countless souls resembling the ancestor Huyan. , Those... are formed by the eight heirs that he beheaded.
It's a pity that Hu Yanqing's death made this totem not completely condensed.
Under the totem at this moment, the ancestor Huyan looked decisive.
"Return to ancestors, come!" As the ancestor Huyan roared, the five totems collapsed and exploded, turning into countless fragments, and instantly merged into his original spirit, with a boom, the ancestor Huyan's roar turned into With a bitterness, his soul was blurred, and the entire soul was immediately shattered.
As it shattered, like being torn into pieces, it became pieces, like human skin, as soon as these pieces were scattered, they immediately reunited together, and an indescribable gloomy breath filled all directions in an instant.
With the spread of this breath, the primordial spirit of the ancestor Huyan, under this recondensation, turned into a body that seemed to be composed of countless human skins.
The body was full of suture-like cracks, like centipedes sticking to the body, looking extremely hideous, especially on the center of the eyebrows, there were three golden scales, exuding a dazzling golden light.
The weird and gloomy aura blasted from this weird and gloomy body. This... is the ancestral body of the ancestor Huyan, and this clone of him can display the strongest magical powers.
There were no facial features on his face, only the three golden scales, like eyes, seemed to flash when the golden light emitted, and a huge vortex appeared immediately around him.
The continuous rotation of this vortex seems to be able to tear apart all nothingness, and as this vortex spreads outwards suddenly, the world with a radius of several thousand feet is instantly shattered!
The remnant cloud shattered, the blood rain collapsed, and the black sea disappeared. At this moment, Meng Hao's blood fairy magical power collapsed immediately in the roar.
The life of the ancestor Huyan is burning, his cultivation base is vague, and his appearance is weird. Under this returning ancestor, the combat power displayed seems to be able to destroy everything.
Seeing the blood fairy's magical powers collapse, the weird body of the ancestor Huyan disappeared in an instant, and when he appeared, he stood in front of Meng Hao, raised his right hand and pressed forward.
Meng Hao's eyes flashed, his sleeves flicked without hesitation, and the borrowed spirit-slashing power burst out with a loud bang, and Meng Hao's body suddenly retreated.
"There are less than seven breaths left in the spirit slashing time!"
Meng Hao’s eyes were cold. When he raised his head, he stared at the ancestor Huyan. He already saw that the ancestor Huyan at this moment had lost his mind, and seemed to have only a remnant of instinct left, and it was difficult to hold on for too long to use this weirdness. The supernatural power consumes its vitality.
"Have you been desperate? But I still have a lot of means, I didn't start it." Meng Hao sneered at the corner of his mouth.